Post by tgrey on May 20, 2009 6:33:04 GMT -8
So this is a fan fiction related to Twilight series written by Stephany Myer. The characters, and place is all written by her as are the personalities of the main characters. I read the book recently and it seemed to catch my attention with the characters, so this is my latest try at fan fiction.
The only difference in the Twilight story is the character Carlie. (her name is the middle name of the main characters daughter. Though Bella the main character does not appear in the story.) I have a rough idea of where the story is going to end up, eg, Carlie and Edward Cullen are going to get together however the what happens in between is constantly changing but i do have some ideas.
So any and all reviews and help on how to improve my English, Grammar, Punctuation and mainly everything are more than welcome. Thank you.
Another mundane day at the hospital Carlisle thought as he began sorting the already neatly arranged papers on his desk. It was just one of those times, he wished for the work to keep his over active mind occupied. Forks the most hazardous place on earth, he was sure for humans. Though luckily enough his family was not a normal one... yes not your garden-variety human... and certainly not the garden-variety vampire either. No true to form, Carlisle and his family of teenage daughters and sons had taken to the vegetarian diet.
Carlisle was extremely proud that his family was vegetarian. He began to ponder over his thoughts, when he heard a sudden commotion at the front desk. Better than nothing, he thought to himself, as he made his way from his office and towards the front of the hospital. It was there that a scent hit him. One of a vampire and it was of no comparison to any other, his first thought was cinnamon, but that was as close as he could put it into words.
His senses were temporarily overwhelmed, as he stood in the middle of a corridor as another nurse waved him forward. Her look was a little frantic, and her face almost as pale as his own. For a human that was never a good sign. Carlisle briskly walked around the corner as he followed the nurse dressed in blue scrubs. He noted small blotches of human blood on her, something not too out of place for a hospital he thought.
Rounding another corner, his eyes fell upon the sight of a young woman with caramel hair. She looked like a goddess compared to those who surrounded her. She looked similar to how he had pictured snow white to be when he had read the stories. The only thing wrong with the picture was a girl; leaning into her body, covered in what he could only say was blood, as the scent of copper and iron was filling the air around him. It caused his mouth to water a little, as he caught the young woman's gaze.
"Over here... I shall see this patient"
His voice warm and soft, as several nurses tried to usurer the woman to place the girl on the bed that another doctor brought. The woman reluctantly let go of the girl, as she still kept a hand on her shoulder. Carlisle absent minded, began to look over the girl as he heard a few whimpers and groans from her. Obviously, she was in a lot of pain. The nurse took a gentle grasp of the woman's arm, as it seemed to scare her half to death.
"I have to stay with her... I am not leaving her."
Her strong tone surprised Carlisle as he stole another glance at the caramel haired woman. "Get her to a theatre... I shall scrub up and follow in a moment." Carlisle told a few others around him, as he watched the girl, wheeled away as he turned to the other woman.
"Ma'am... we are only asking that you stay here. It is not something you need to see, or anywhere you need to be at the moment." He said softly as he took her blood-covered hand. It was as soft and smooth as marble... just as cold as well. There was no doubting his previous assumption now. Carlisle looked towards another orderly, a stocky fifty plus woman with freckles, and short brown hair. "Francis... can you see that...?" Carlisle realized that he did not know the woman's name, as he peered at her.
"Miss Platt. Esme Platt" Her voice sang out, as Carlisle smiled again and nodded. Esme’s stare followed the path of the trolley.
"Can you see that Miss Platt gets some clean clothes, and take her to my office." He turned back to Esme, as he smiled once again at her beautiful features. "I shall call on you once we know what we are dealing with." He said softly, as he turned gracefully and walked to get prepared to treat the girl.
Carrying her bleeding child in her arms, Esme was not only fighting the urge to feed, but to save her. Only twenty-eight herself, her daughter near seventeen was a bundle to carry. Of course, her strength equalled that of no other but carrying a near fully-grown girl was no easy task. Running and darting trees, making sure not to harm her child in the process, Esme could hardly breathe the air around her.
She did not think she had a choice to call for help as she walked though the shiny glass doors of Forks hospital. Her daughter was loosing blood in her arms, and there was no way she was about to act human to watch her die. The hospital was not so bad, as the burning in her throat stayed the same. Her only concern the well-being of the girl who lay strewn across her arms.
She heard several gasps of horror, as one nurse called for a Dr Cullen to be found immediately. Two men came towards Esme, as she held her daughter protectively in her arms. Several stern words passed between them, as she refused to let go. It was then her eyes set up someone... a man who looked like he could be an angel. She stared at him, as she placed her daughter on the bed. Vampire, she could smell it as her mind raced with sudden protective instincts for her daughter. When he spoke, his tone was soft and warm.
Everything seemed to fly past her, as she watched Carlie wheeled away. Esme could barely keep a hold of what the humans around her were saying, as the doctor spoke again. She nodded curtly to him, as she was shown the way to his office. There the nurse brought Esme some scrubs as she left her alone. Esme quickly changed from the blood soaked garments that had once been pristine. She placed them in a plastic bag outside the door, as the nurse nodded swiftly disappearing leaving Esme, to the gloom of the office she was in.
Her mind filled with the images of the office she was currently in. Everything was perfect; she could not see one thing out of place, as she trailed her fingers along a bookcase that covered the space to the right of the door. Doctor for Dummies, Poisons 101, Human body, she read as her eyes cast her gaze to the desk. Several photo frames caught her attention as she peered at the faces. The doctor and five teenage children.
All vampires she thought, they had to be. "Extremely beautiful", she remarked as she saw how happy they looked together. One of the photos she looked towards they were all wearing baseball uniforms. Another they appeared to be on a family outing, rock climbing or something similar. Small thought mused around her head, as she heard a soft knock at the door. Esme walked around from the desk cursing herself that she had even wondered so far as to look at personal photographs. She took a seat as fast as possible in front of the desk as she stared at the carpeted floor.
Not a moment later, the door swung open as a young teenage boy strode in. His features were similar to those of the boy in the picture. Upon a second look, it was the boy in the picture. Esme audibly gasped, as the young boy smiled towards her.
"Sorry to intrude Ma'am... i was wondering if my father was in"
The same tone and dialect she thought, as her mind wondered to the doctor. She did not even know his name, as she shook her head slowly.
"I'm afraid not... he is treating my daughter. I was told to wait here... I am not intruding am I...? I should leave"
Esme said hurriedly as she walked towards the door. Again, that unmistakable smell of vampire hit her as the young boy stood in front of her. She should not have been looking around, she thought... what a fool she mused as her mind flitted from her daughter, to the doctor to the young boy.
"Oh ok then I shall wait." Edward smiled at the woman, vampire he said to himself as he shook his head and stood in the woman's way. "If you were told to wait here, then I think you had better wait here. You are not intruding, there is no one here apart from you... and me now but no please, my father would not want you to leave."
Edward was guessing the last part, though he could hear his father’s thoughts in his mind. Though mainly they her thoughts focused on the girl, Carlisle was stealing a few seconds for Esme. Although things were still a jumble, Edward would have to concentrate more than he was comfortable with to hear the rest.
Esme backed away from the door slightly, as she did not like the penned feeling. She moved towards a seat in the corner as she sat down and waited.
"Thank you... Erm... sorry I did not catch your name."
She said as she smiled weakly at the boy. Edward quickly hearing her distress moved from the door, as he shut it. He took up another seat across from the woman, as a floppy lopsided grin appeared similar to the one she had seen in the pictures.
"I did not give it... but I'm Edward... Edward Cullen. Carlisle is my... adopted father... though my family and I all call him dad or father. Ease of blending"
Edward explained he felt oddly at ease with the woman. Almost as if Jasper was, doing his manipulating again, something for which he very much hated him. When ever a fight was about to break out, they would all feel incredibly calm and relaxed, walking away and coming back hours later with no reason to fight again.
"Pleasure Edward, I'm Esme Platt. Yes, it is easier to blend in that way. I can see you have a rather large family. Not something, I have seen before... not that I see many of our kind. I try to stay away as much as possible, and be around humans."
Esme said rambling slightly. damn it woman, she thought, you just told him that you virtually saw the pictures. Now he thinks you are snooping... Esme sighed, as she glanced towards the door. Her daughter was human, and she was hurt there was only one think that occupied most of her headspace, and that was the sight of her, broken and in pain.
"I'm sure she will be ok...”
The boy said as Esme jumped a little. I had not said anything... odd. She passed it quickly off as a friendly gesture, as she again smiled at him.
"Thank you for your concern Edward. I do hope so."
Esme could not live with her daughter. Carlie was the one reason why she had run, why unfortunately, she had run to the wrong place, and in those moments, someone bit her. Luckily, Carlie lay unharmed, though Esme had to force herself not to kill her when she was a baby. Her need and love for family, gave her the strength to over come any desire she had to hurt her child, or another human. And for nearly seventeen years she live in harmony with her daughter. Raising her as best she could although today she severely doubted her mothering skills.
She had not seen the car that side slammed them off the road. Even her heightened senses did not see the danger of one drunken human, driving what appeared to her to be a battle class armoured truck. Maybe that was a slight white lie, a hummer to be exact but none the less; it had taken her four-door ford from the road and down a steep embankment. To Esme it was just a bumpy ride. To her daughter it became a dance with death.
Edward could not relax with the fact he felt so at ease around Esme. She was like a walking talking chill pill. He had never felt like that around anyone, not even Carlisle. Something about her seemed to make him open up. Want to talk more than he should or was necessary. Strangely odd he thought as he tried to tune into her frequency. It did not take Edward long to sift though the hundreds of voices in his head to find Esme's.
It was easier than normal to tune in to her, thoughts of her daughter flashed across his mind. Her body seemed to take an unnaturally contorted shape in Esme's arms. The sights of the accident, it made him want to go and rip the driver’s throat out. Such thoughts never did him well.
"They will be doing all they can for Carlie... she is in good hands here."
Edward said, not thinking about what he said. Edward suddenly looked away from the woman as he amused himself with a slight chip of wood in his father’s desk. Picking at it effortlessly, he smoothed it as best he could. Edward could feel Esme's piercing gaze on him, as he looked up at her catching her look, as he smiled hoping to brush it off.
How could he know her name, she thought her eyes trained upon the boy like a hawk as her attention was suddenly divided. A voice, in fact several voices rang in her ears. Ones that were new, one those were all too clear to her as she sprang to her feet. A low growl escaped from her mouth, as she looked frantically towards Edward.
"A crash victim, barely a scratch" One voice said... "Other car totalled blood in the passenger seat... too much in my opinion." Said another as a laugh broke the voices.
"He isn't harmed... nothing... he could have killed my daughter and he is laughing!”
Esme's voice pierced Edwards mind, he threw himself towards her, as she clattered to the ground. Her felt her clawing beneath him, to get out of the door. Edward tried to restrain her as his hold on her failed. Edward fell backwards as Esme flew to the door.
Fortunately, it swung open before she could get to it. Edward sighed as Carlisle managed to catch Esme as turn her inside as he shut his door. Not that it would do much against a vampire, but he could but hope. Edward began to pull against her, as between them they managed to get Esme to sit down. Edward watched as her whole body shook wracked with sobs, and his mind suddenly filled with thoughts of regret, shame, and carelessness.
"Miss Platt... Esme...”
Carlisle voice again back to its kind and warm tone it had been earlier. It never ceased to amaze him how his father could speak to others. Edward had a much more forceful and up-front approach. Often the cause of friction in their family, but Carlisle seemed to put Esme at ease a little.
"Your daughter... she will be fine. I would like to keep her here for a few days, just for observation as she lost a lot of blood. She had a broken leg, and fractured ribs."
Carlisle began to explain as Edward sat beside Esme putting an arm around her shoulders. Comforting her as Carlisle knelt down. He looked into her eyes, as they were nearly at eye level before speaking again.
"A rib punctured her spleen, the cause of her blood loss, along with a small cut in an artery. She has a few cuts and bruises but nothing that will not heal with time. Your daughter Esme... she is a fighter, and she will be fine."
Esme tried to muffle her sobs as she listened to the doctor. Nodding where appropriate she leaned closer to Edward. She had virtually just tried to attack them, for no other reason than to kill the man who had caused this all. Strangers she was willing to hurt, the truth scared her as she glanced between both men.
"S...ssorry. I did not mean to hurt you... either of you... That... that monster is not hurt... he nearly killed... he could have killed Carlie."
She sobbed as Edward hushed her and Carlisle took her hand.
"Do not worry... you did not hurt either of us... we are not that breakable."
Came Edwards reply as it brought a hint of a smile to Esme's face. She could feel the doctor’s hand on hers as it made it feel warm. Like a small fire had touched her skin. Nothing too hurt her, just a warm sensation.
"This is my father... Carlisle Cullen. Is Carlie allowed visitors dad?"
Edward asked seeing that his father was a little more than out of it as the pair locked their eyes. Carlisle nodded and smiled, clearing his throat as he stood up. Busted Edward thought as the same lopsided grin came to curl the edge of his lips.
"Esme, if you would follow me please... Carlie needs her rest, and she is sedated now. She shall be coming around in a few hours, so is there anything you need... in the way of dinner?"
Carlisle asked rather presumptuously. The last thing he wanted was a massacre at the hospital. He had seen Esme covered in blood and to any vampire that would be enough to start frenzy.
"Of course Carlisle" She liked the way his name just rolled from her mouth she thought as she managed another smile. "No... No, I fed before... before the accident. I had just collected Carlie from our previous residence... and we were moving to Forks when...”
Esme cut herself short as Carlisle nodded and walked from his office. Edward kept his hold on Esme light but comforting, as they walked down several halls together.
The only difference in the Twilight story is the character Carlie. (her name is the middle name of the main characters daughter. Though Bella the main character does not appear in the story.) I have a rough idea of where the story is going to end up, eg, Carlie and Edward Cullen are going to get together however the what happens in between is constantly changing but i do have some ideas.
So any and all reviews and help on how to improve my English, Grammar, Punctuation and mainly everything are more than welcome. Thank you.
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Another mundane day at the hospital Carlisle thought as he began sorting the already neatly arranged papers on his desk. It was just one of those times, he wished for the work to keep his over active mind occupied. Forks the most hazardous place on earth, he was sure for humans. Though luckily enough his family was not a normal one... yes not your garden-variety human... and certainly not the garden-variety vampire either. No true to form, Carlisle and his family of teenage daughters and sons had taken to the vegetarian diet.
Carlisle was extremely proud that his family was vegetarian. He began to ponder over his thoughts, when he heard a sudden commotion at the front desk. Better than nothing, he thought to himself, as he made his way from his office and towards the front of the hospital. It was there that a scent hit him. One of a vampire and it was of no comparison to any other, his first thought was cinnamon, but that was as close as he could put it into words.
His senses were temporarily overwhelmed, as he stood in the middle of a corridor as another nurse waved him forward. Her look was a little frantic, and her face almost as pale as his own. For a human that was never a good sign. Carlisle briskly walked around the corner as he followed the nurse dressed in blue scrubs. He noted small blotches of human blood on her, something not too out of place for a hospital he thought.
Rounding another corner, his eyes fell upon the sight of a young woman with caramel hair. She looked like a goddess compared to those who surrounded her. She looked similar to how he had pictured snow white to be when he had read the stories. The only thing wrong with the picture was a girl; leaning into her body, covered in what he could only say was blood, as the scent of copper and iron was filling the air around him. It caused his mouth to water a little, as he caught the young woman's gaze.
"Over here... I shall see this patient"
His voice warm and soft, as several nurses tried to usurer the woman to place the girl on the bed that another doctor brought. The woman reluctantly let go of the girl, as she still kept a hand on her shoulder. Carlisle absent minded, began to look over the girl as he heard a few whimpers and groans from her. Obviously, she was in a lot of pain. The nurse took a gentle grasp of the woman's arm, as it seemed to scare her half to death.
"I have to stay with her... I am not leaving her."
Her strong tone surprised Carlisle as he stole another glance at the caramel haired woman. "Get her to a theatre... I shall scrub up and follow in a moment." Carlisle told a few others around him, as he watched the girl, wheeled away as he turned to the other woman.
"Ma'am... we are only asking that you stay here. It is not something you need to see, or anywhere you need to be at the moment." He said softly as he took her blood-covered hand. It was as soft and smooth as marble... just as cold as well. There was no doubting his previous assumption now. Carlisle looked towards another orderly, a stocky fifty plus woman with freckles, and short brown hair. "Francis... can you see that...?" Carlisle realized that he did not know the woman's name, as he peered at her.
"Miss Platt. Esme Platt" Her voice sang out, as Carlisle smiled again and nodded. Esme’s stare followed the path of the trolley.
"Can you see that Miss Platt gets some clean clothes, and take her to my office." He turned back to Esme, as he smiled once again at her beautiful features. "I shall call on you once we know what we are dealing with." He said softly, as he turned gracefully and walked to get prepared to treat the girl.
Carrying her bleeding child in her arms, Esme was not only fighting the urge to feed, but to save her. Only twenty-eight herself, her daughter near seventeen was a bundle to carry. Of course, her strength equalled that of no other but carrying a near fully-grown girl was no easy task. Running and darting trees, making sure not to harm her child in the process, Esme could hardly breathe the air around her.
She did not think she had a choice to call for help as she walked though the shiny glass doors of Forks hospital. Her daughter was loosing blood in her arms, and there was no way she was about to act human to watch her die. The hospital was not so bad, as the burning in her throat stayed the same. Her only concern the well-being of the girl who lay strewn across her arms.
She heard several gasps of horror, as one nurse called for a Dr Cullen to be found immediately. Two men came towards Esme, as she held her daughter protectively in her arms. Several stern words passed between them, as she refused to let go. It was then her eyes set up someone... a man who looked like he could be an angel. She stared at him, as she placed her daughter on the bed. Vampire, she could smell it as her mind raced with sudden protective instincts for her daughter. When he spoke, his tone was soft and warm.
Everything seemed to fly past her, as she watched Carlie wheeled away. Esme could barely keep a hold of what the humans around her were saying, as the doctor spoke again. She nodded curtly to him, as she was shown the way to his office. There the nurse brought Esme some scrubs as she left her alone. Esme quickly changed from the blood soaked garments that had once been pristine. She placed them in a plastic bag outside the door, as the nurse nodded swiftly disappearing leaving Esme, to the gloom of the office she was in.
Her mind filled with the images of the office she was currently in. Everything was perfect; she could not see one thing out of place, as she trailed her fingers along a bookcase that covered the space to the right of the door. Doctor for Dummies, Poisons 101, Human body, she read as her eyes cast her gaze to the desk. Several photo frames caught her attention as she peered at the faces. The doctor and five teenage children.
All vampires she thought, they had to be. "Extremely beautiful", she remarked as she saw how happy they looked together. One of the photos she looked towards they were all wearing baseball uniforms. Another they appeared to be on a family outing, rock climbing or something similar. Small thought mused around her head, as she heard a soft knock at the door. Esme walked around from the desk cursing herself that she had even wondered so far as to look at personal photographs. She took a seat as fast as possible in front of the desk as she stared at the carpeted floor.
Not a moment later, the door swung open as a young teenage boy strode in. His features were similar to those of the boy in the picture. Upon a second look, it was the boy in the picture. Esme audibly gasped, as the young boy smiled towards her.
"Sorry to intrude Ma'am... i was wondering if my father was in"
The same tone and dialect she thought, as her mind wondered to the doctor. She did not even know his name, as she shook her head slowly.
"I'm afraid not... he is treating my daughter. I was told to wait here... I am not intruding am I...? I should leave"
Esme said hurriedly as she walked towards the door. Again, that unmistakable smell of vampire hit her as the young boy stood in front of her. She should not have been looking around, she thought... what a fool she mused as her mind flitted from her daughter, to the doctor to the young boy.
"Oh ok then I shall wait." Edward smiled at the woman, vampire he said to himself as he shook his head and stood in the woman's way. "If you were told to wait here, then I think you had better wait here. You are not intruding, there is no one here apart from you... and me now but no please, my father would not want you to leave."
Edward was guessing the last part, though he could hear his father’s thoughts in his mind. Though mainly they her thoughts focused on the girl, Carlisle was stealing a few seconds for Esme. Although things were still a jumble, Edward would have to concentrate more than he was comfortable with to hear the rest.
Esme backed away from the door slightly, as she did not like the penned feeling. She moved towards a seat in the corner as she sat down and waited.
"Thank you... Erm... sorry I did not catch your name."
She said as she smiled weakly at the boy. Edward quickly hearing her distress moved from the door, as he shut it. He took up another seat across from the woman, as a floppy lopsided grin appeared similar to the one she had seen in the pictures.
"I did not give it... but I'm Edward... Edward Cullen. Carlisle is my... adopted father... though my family and I all call him dad or father. Ease of blending"
Edward explained he felt oddly at ease with the woman. Almost as if Jasper was, doing his manipulating again, something for which he very much hated him. When ever a fight was about to break out, they would all feel incredibly calm and relaxed, walking away and coming back hours later with no reason to fight again.
"Pleasure Edward, I'm Esme Platt. Yes, it is easier to blend in that way. I can see you have a rather large family. Not something, I have seen before... not that I see many of our kind. I try to stay away as much as possible, and be around humans."
Esme said rambling slightly. damn it woman, she thought, you just told him that you virtually saw the pictures. Now he thinks you are snooping... Esme sighed, as she glanced towards the door. Her daughter was human, and she was hurt there was only one think that occupied most of her headspace, and that was the sight of her, broken and in pain.
"I'm sure she will be ok...”
The boy said as Esme jumped a little. I had not said anything... odd. She passed it quickly off as a friendly gesture, as she again smiled at him.
"Thank you for your concern Edward. I do hope so."
Esme could not live with her daughter. Carlie was the one reason why she had run, why unfortunately, she had run to the wrong place, and in those moments, someone bit her. Luckily, Carlie lay unharmed, though Esme had to force herself not to kill her when she was a baby. Her need and love for family, gave her the strength to over come any desire she had to hurt her child, or another human. And for nearly seventeen years she live in harmony with her daughter. Raising her as best she could although today she severely doubted her mothering skills.
She had not seen the car that side slammed them off the road. Even her heightened senses did not see the danger of one drunken human, driving what appeared to her to be a battle class armoured truck. Maybe that was a slight white lie, a hummer to be exact but none the less; it had taken her four-door ford from the road and down a steep embankment. To Esme it was just a bumpy ride. To her daughter it became a dance with death.
Edward could not relax with the fact he felt so at ease around Esme. She was like a walking talking chill pill. He had never felt like that around anyone, not even Carlisle. Something about her seemed to make him open up. Want to talk more than he should or was necessary. Strangely odd he thought as he tried to tune into her frequency. It did not take Edward long to sift though the hundreds of voices in his head to find Esme's.
It was easier than normal to tune in to her, thoughts of her daughter flashed across his mind. Her body seemed to take an unnaturally contorted shape in Esme's arms. The sights of the accident, it made him want to go and rip the driver’s throat out. Such thoughts never did him well.
"They will be doing all they can for Carlie... she is in good hands here."
Edward said, not thinking about what he said. Edward suddenly looked away from the woman as he amused himself with a slight chip of wood in his father’s desk. Picking at it effortlessly, he smoothed it as best he could. Edward could feel Esme's piercing gaze on him, as he looked up at her catching her look, as he smiled hoping to brush it off.
How could he know her name, she thought her eyes trained upon the boy like a hawk as her attention was suddenly divided. A voice, in fact several voices rang in her ears. Ones that were new, one those were all too clear to her as she sprang to her feet. A low growl escaped from her mouth, as she looked frantically towards Edward.
"A crash victim, barely a scratch" One voice said... "Other car totalled blood in the passenger seat... too much in my opinion." Said another as a laugh broke the voices.
"He isn't harmed... nothing... he could have killed my daughter and he is laughing!”
Esme's voice pierced Edwards mind, he threw himself towards her, as she clattered to the ground. Her felt her clawing beneath him, to get out of the door. Edward tried to restrain her as his hold on her failed. Edward fell backwards as Esme flew to the door.
Fortunately, it swung open before she could get to it. Edward sighed as Carlisle managed to catch Esme as turn her inside as he shut his door. Not that it would do much against a vampire, but he could but hope. Edward began to pull against her, as between them they managed to get Esme to sit down. Edward watched as her whole body shook wracked with sobs, and his mind suddenly filled with thoughts of regret, shame, and carelessness.
"Miss Platt... Esme...”
Carlisle voice again back to its kind and warm tone it had been earlier. It never ceased to amaze him how his father could speak to others. Edward had a much more forceful and up-front approach. Often the cause of friction in their family, but Carlisle seemed to put Esme at ease a little.
"Your daughter... she will be fine. I would like to keep her here for a few days, just for observation as she lost a lot of blood. She had a broken leg, and fractured ribs."
Carlisle began to explain as Edward sat beside Esme putting an arm around her shoulders. Comforting her as Carlisle knelt down. He looked into her eyes, as they were nearly at eye level before speaking again.
"A rib punctured her spleen, the cause of her blood loss, along with a small cut in an artery. She has a few cuts and bruises but nothing that will not heal with time. Your daughter Esme... she is a fighter, and she will be fine."
Esme tried to muffle her sobs as she listened to the doctor. Nodding where appropriate she leaned closer to Edward. She had virtually just tried to attack them, for no other reason than to kill the man who had caused this all. Strangers she was willing to hurt, the truth scared her as she glanced between both men.
"S...ssorry. I did not mean to hurt you... either of you... That... that monster is not hurt... he nearly killed... he could have killed Carlie."
She sobbed as Edward hushed her and Carlisle took her hand.
"Do not worry... you did not hurt either of us... we are not that breakable."
Came Edwards reply as it brought a hint of a smile to Esme's face. She could feel the doctor’s hand on hers as it made it feel warm. Like a small fire had touched her skin. Nothing too hurt her, just a warm sensation.
"This is my father... Carlisle Cullen. Is Carlie allowed visitors dad?"
Edward asked seeing that his father was a little more than out of it as the pair locked their eyes. Carlisle nodded and smiled, clearing his throat as he stood up. Busted Edward thought as the same lopsided grin came to curl the edge of his lips.
"Esme, if you would follow me please... Carlie needs her rest, and she is sedated now. She shall be coming around in a few hours, so is there anything you need... in the way of dinner?"
Carlisle asked rather presumptuously. The last thing he wanted was a massacre at the hospital. He had seen Esme covered in blood and to any vampire that would be enough to start frenzy.
"Of course Carlisle" She liked the way his name just rolled from her mouth she thought as she managed another smile. "No... No, I fed before... before the accident. I had just collected Carlie from our previous residence... and we were moving to Forks when...”
Esme cut herself short as Carlisle nodded and walked from his office. Edward kept his hold on Esme light but comforting, as they walked down several halls together.
